青 春 祭

        我，                            

           一个人                          

           看着大地的风起又云涌             

           我，                            

           一个人                          

           挥着无奈的手起欲又落            

           我，                            

           一个人                          

           凭着泪水流干又流起              

           我，                            

           一个人                          

           叹着青春的花开又花凋            

           我，                            

           一个人                          

           抚着伤痕逝去又闪现              

           我，                            

           留下我                          

           一个个孤独又忧伤的我            

           一转身  青春已碎了一地